I have sipped at my coffee and eaten beets, known as ‘beetroots’ in other parts of the world, for breakfast.
I often eat vegetables for
breakfast. And I don’t think beets taste
like dirt, though I am no expert on this matter. I will be expelling pink fluids following
this breakfast, but I am assured no harm has been done internally.
In the larger view, my 20
pounds of housecat disapproves of the cooling temperatures as we plod toward
winter and I disapprove of the amount of plastic used in our everyday lives.
Recently, I have been trying to
find a place where I can inject the word “spork” in an everyday conversation
with someone, but have had no luck as of yet.
End of report.
—Mitchell Hegman
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